Blissy Kissy Missy
In what is becoming a new year tradition, Chup took The Chief and Ever to Idaho last week to his parent's house and I stayed home with the baby. They went to bounce houses and ate nugget things and went swimming. Meanwhile I snuggled Erin, worked on the book and basked in the prize of a quiet and so very clean house.
I mean, I holed up. For the most part I declined offers from friends and family to visit or dine out. I didn't answer the door or the phone (well, I never answer the phone really) unless I had an appointment. I was very protective during my one week of self-imposed solitary confinement. It was like a social cleanse.
Never in my life have I had so much well wishing directed at me than I had this week. It made me feel pretty humbled that people care about me, and even though I didn't have much time, everyone was so understanding and cooperative. For instance, Steph left a box of Provo Bakery sugar cookies on my doorstep with a note of encouragement. Wendy and Tyler stopped in to swaddle Erin. Nat brought her mom and baby by for an afternoon of entertaining and enlightening conversation. Lucy's in laws Papa and Granny Beesley brought over a thoughtful, handmade gift.
When Chup and the children arrived home last night I opened Ever's car door to see her flapping like a fish in her car seat. She was excited to see me. And I was doing the happy dance unsnapping her seat belt. Then I had to take a long look at her just to make sure she was real.
And in the morning she wanted tutus and necklaces and to go outside and sit in the snow.
Oh man, I am a lucky woman.
Thanks Grandma and Grandpa Kendrick for all the loves and nugget things!
this month I've decided to write a book while simultaneously breastfeeding my baby and battling the postpartum blues. should be a blast. stay tuned.